THE WIFE DOES DOGS - dog,wife,rex,xxx,best,stories erotic story

"You'll have to keep Rex here in the cabin, darling," Carson Smith said to his wife. "If the white stag gets the scent of a dog, I'll never get close enough to photograph him."

Catherine turned from the primitive iron stove, where she was making coffee. It was early in the day and she was still wearing only a frilly dressing gown. The slinky garment clung to her body, caressing her smooth flesh. Through the semi-transparent silken material, the dark circles of her tit tips could be seen and, farther down, the triangular outline of her cunt mound was tantalizingly hinted at. But Carson was paying no attention to his seductive wife at the moment. The man was an enthusiastic amateur wildlife photographer and he was anxious to start stalking the elusive white stag that was rumored to roam the forest near the cabin.

This was the first day that they had been there. Carson had rented the rustic cabin for two weeks, hoping to get some pictures of the noble stag and combining a family vacation with his quest, had brought his wife and their son, Tommy, along with their family pet, Rex, the big black Alsatian, to the forest with him. Now Carson was already dressed, wearing a flannel shirt and corduroy trousers and sturdy walking shoes, his camera slung around his neck. Catherine gave him a look of annoyance. They had arrived late and weary, the night before, and had not had their usual bedtime fuck. Carson had already been up by the time that Catherine awoke so she hadn't had a morning fuck, either, and the oversexed blonde woman was feeling horny.

Tommy had already gone out to explore the woods and, with the cabin to themselves, Catherine had been hoping for some prick. She arched her back, thrusting her big tits out temptingly toward Carson and giving her lush hips a suggestive twist. But Carson was so eager to seek the stag that he failed to notice his wife.

"Must you go out so soon?" she asked.

"Early morning is the best time to look for him," Carson said, still not realizing what Catherine was implying. "He'll probably lie up during the heat of the day, but I might be lucky enough to find him at the salt lick now."

What about my salty lick? thought Catherine, feeling that juicy object simmering between her sleek thighs. But she sighed, knowing how eager Carson was to look for the stag, resigning herself to another fuckless morning of frustration.

Carson moved toward the door. Rex followed after him, giving a little yelp of excitement, thinking that he was going to have a chance to chase juicy bunnies in the woodlands. In the city, the dog liked to chase cats and he knew that it would be even more fun to chase wild rabbits. No one would hit him with sticks, the way angry cat lovers did and, besides, cats had claws.

But Carson said, "Stay, boy," and went out, closing the door behind him.

Rex whimpered, looking puzzled.

"I know how you feel, Rex," Catherine sighed, seeing that the big doggy was as frustrated, though for different reasons, as she was at being left in the cabin and sympathizing with the dumb brute. She moved to the window and looked out, watching her tall, lean husband stride across the clearing and vanish into the trees.

Dammit, she thought. He could have at least thrown a quickie into me. Her pussy was smoldering and she could feel a trickle of hot cuntjuice run down the inside of her thigh, while her stiff nipples stood out in twin peaks against her gown. The sexy woman was wondering how long her husband would be gone and whether she should wait for him to return, suffering her frustration, or give herself a handjob. A fingerfucking was nowhere near as satisfying as a prick, but it was a lot better than nothing, she knew. Then, too, Tommy might be back at the cabin by the time that Carson returned and, with the teenage boy there, what with the paper-thick wooden walls, they wouldn't be able to have a fuck, anyhow. Catherine was a noisy fuck, panting and moaning and whimpering loudly, and it was too embarrassing to let herself go when the boy might hear. She figured that Tommy would know damned well what those sounds meant. She knew that Tommy was no longer innocent, having found the sticky evidence on his bedsheets several times, although she supposed that he was still cherry and had never fucked more than his fist.

Thinking about her young son jacking off was making Catherine hotter than ever. She remembered the first time she had discovered congealed cum on his sheet. She had been shocked, at first, to realize that her little boy could shoot cum, but it had excited her, as well. Feeling very naughty and depraved, the over-sexed woman had held the slimy sheet up to her face and licked at her son's jism. The cherry fuckjuice had been delicious and, naturally, Catherine had wondered what it would taste like to suck a load straight out of his sturdy young prick. She would never do such a wicked thing, of course -- or so she had assured herself -- but the speculation had made her so randy that she had frigged her pussy to jelly, sitting on the boy's bed.

Now she simply had to frig herself again.

She moved from the window and sat down on the couch. The doggy was still standing by the closed door, one ear cocked up, hoping to be let out. He whimpered with frustration. Catherine glanced at the brute, feeling a little embarrassed at the thought of fingerfucking herself with the dog in the room. But she couldn't let him out, or he would chase after Carson. Anyhow, he was only a dumb doggy. He probably wouldn't even notice what she was doing, she reasoned.

Although they owned one, Catherine obviously didn't know a lot about dogs.

Sliding down so that her firm ass was resting on the very edge of the couch, Catherine drew her gown open. She gazed down the plane of her belly at her crotch. Her cunt mound was a bushy triangle of golden curls spreading out on the flat surface of her loins. She spread her thighs and arched her neck, looking right at her cunt. Her pink pussy lips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy flower, streaked with morning dew, and her open slot was flooded with cunt cream. Her fuck button stood out, stiff and tingling, from her juicy pussy.

Catherine didn't begin frigging her cunt right away. She was in the mood for a lingering handjob, enjoying the preliminaries before the creamy climax. She began to fondle her big, heavy tits, kneading the tit mounds and the taut tits. Waves of pleasure shot through her body. Her nipples exploded in her fingers and, as if by sympathetic vibration, her clit began to pulse.

She cupped her tits in both hands, lifting the globes and deepening her smooth cleavage. Ducking her blonde head down, she stuck her tongue out and began to lick at her nipples and to run her tongue up through her cleavage. Saliva dribbled onto her tits as she mouthed herself enthusiastically. Her face turned from side to side as she switched from tit to tit, licking and sucking. Her nipples expanded in her lips, and her pussy began to flow heavily. Cunt juice poured down her hairy crotch and seeped into the crack of her ass. She gazed down at her steaming cunt, whimpering. Catherine wished that she were nimble enough to go down on herself! What a treat that would be! But she had tried it, and failed. Her questing tongue had fallen just short of the mark, frustratingly close. She had been able to lick her pubic mound but unable to get her nimble tongue onto her clit. The fragrance of her smoldering cunt had wafted up to her flushed face, driving her wild with the double desire to suck cunt and be sucked. Her failure had been so damned frustrating that she hadn't attempted it again, although the thought of giving herself head never ceased to thrill her.

Now she slid one fingertip up through her slimy cuntslot, then brought her hand up to her lips and licked at her own pussy nectar. The creamy stuff was delicious. She pushed her sticky finger into her mouth and sucked on it as if it were a prick.

"Ummm," she sighed, adoring the taste and the texture of that succulent cunt nectar. She scooped up another fingerful out of her pussy and lapped it from her hand. Catherine moaned and squirmed, really turning on to her self-stimulation.

She had forgotten all about the doggy.

But Rex had become very much aware of his mistress. As the sweet aroma of steaming cunt drifted across the room, the big black brute raised his blunt snout, sniffed and whimpered. His ebony nostrils flared. The doggy forgot all about his previous desire to chase juicy bunnies, inspired by the scent of even juicier pussy.

He turned his head, eyeing Catherine with wide, amber eyes. A quiver ran through his body. Rex growled softly. He had fucked a few bitches in his time, and the beast knew damned well what that fragrant aroma signified -- a female in heat!

His massive prick began to harden and his big scumbags swelled under his loins. It was a perfectly natural response to that fragrant stimulation. After all, the Alsatian was only a dumb animal -- how could he know that bestiality was wrong?

Still unaware of the dog's interest, Catherine began to run her hands up the insides of her wide spread thighs, teasing herself by not yet touching her pussy. Her ass twisted on the edge of the couch and her hips jerked in a fucking motion. She gazed down past her tits, staring at her steaming crotch. Even her human nostrils, so much more limited than the dog's, were aware of the musky, smoldering aroma of her aroused cunt. She tapped her fingertip against her clit and shuddered at the thrill of the contact. She was panting like a steam engine by this time and her cuntlips had spread out wide, so that her pussyslit had become an oval slot and that slot was full of fuckjuice. Her clit stood out from that creamy glen like a log in a swamp.

Catherine began to stroke her cuntlips, running her fingertips up the pink folds. She flicked at her clit and moaned as spasms of lust rippled through her loins. Ribbons of pussy slime trickled down the insides of her thighs and seeped into the crack of her grinding ass. Her cunt was so hot she thought the heat might blister her hands as she cupped the steaming pussy. She tilted her wrist and slowly slid her middle finger up her fuckhole, pushing in knuckle deep and twisting it around inside her pussy tunnel. Her cuntwalls tightened, pulling and sucking on her finger. She began to fuck three fingers in and out of her cunthole, while she rubbed her clit with her other hand.

Catherine's pretty face had become a mask of pure passion, blue eyes narrowed and sensual lips parted and panting. She switched her face from side to side, moaning, her blonde hair cascading across her cheeks. She arched her back deeply, thrusting her tits upward, as her ass churned on the edge of the couch. Her pink tongue slid across her parted lips, the succulent flavor of her own pussy juice still tingling deliciously on her tastebuds.

Waves of rising sensation began to whip and lash through the horny woman's hot loins and to run like electric currents up her sleek, trembling thighs. Her heels drummed on the floor, long legs extended. Then she raised those legs into the air.

She was nearing the crest. As her stiff fingers, bunched together into a cock-like shape, slid up her cunthole, that smoldering crater squished and slurped. Her cuntlips sucked on her fingers as she probed deeply into her fuckhole. A rushing wave caused her to gasp as she hung just below the peak.

But although Catherine loved to come, she was enjoying this frigging so much that she wanted to make it last as long as possible, to enjoy a lingering build up before the creamy climax. She drew her hands out of her frothy crotch for a moment, giving her cunt and clit a chance to subside from the crest. Wisps of steam drifted up out of her temporarily abandoned groin. Her open pussy slot was like the crater of a volcano in the moments before an eruption, and her foaming hot cuntjuice poured out like lava from that center.

Her damp thighs opened and dosed, drew up and then extended again. She gazed down past the thrusting slopes of her tits, fascinated by the sight of her seething crotch. Both of her hands were creamy, and she brought them to her lips, one at a time, licking and sucking the tasty cuntjuice from them. As the hot cream tingled on her tastebuds, the woman's tongue began to get as hot as her clit. Her mouth was watering almost as heavily as her pussy was flowing.

She dipped a hand back into her crotch. It went in glistening with her saliva, then came back out frothy with pussy cream. She lapped the stuff from her fingers and palm while her other hand scooped more of the tangy hot slime out from her open fuckslot. She was writhing around in a frenzy now, her whole lush, ripe body sparking.

Catherine could delay her orgasm no longer. The rippling waves of bliss were at the crest. She jammed both hands back into her groin and began to frig her cunt furiously, fingerfucking the slippery fuckhole and strumming her love nugget at the same time. Her firm ass and pneumatic hips jerked in a spasmodic fucking movement, and she threw her head back, gasping and wailing.

The waves came higher and faster, each crest rushing upon the other until the peaks had blended into one prolonged, sustained height. The oversexed blonde cried out.

As Catherine creamed, the rich scent of her overflowing cuntjuice became hotter and even more thrilling as it wafted across the cabin and filled the Alsatian's nostrils. Rex sniffed, and his whole muscular body quivered. His amber eyes gleamed with desire. His lips curled back from his white fangs. The dog thrust his big, blunt head out toward the woman on the couch, his nostrils flaring. He took one tentative step toward her. It was a new situation for the beast, and he was confused and uncertain -- but lust shot through his hairy loins demandingly. He took another step. His haunches were lowered as if he were slinking up on an unsuspecting cat, or pussy, as the case might be. His bushy tail lashed behind him. The brute's balls were swollen so huge now that his hindlegs were bowed around the bloated bags and his enormous cock stood out parallel with the floor. His prick was long and thick and vibrant, and the slick red tip of his naked cockhead came sliding out from the hairy sheath.

The dog whined and yelped.

But Catherine was moaning and panting so loud that her blood was rushing through her ears. She failed to hear the warning sounds that rumbled from the dog's throat as he advanced.

She was at the very peak now, and clinging there, her coming sustained and repeated spasms shaking her lush body. Cuntjuice gushed out in a creamy tide. Her whole crotch was lathered with slime. The stuff flowed down her thighs and onto her ass and dripped from the edge of the couch. Her clit was detonating, setting off explosions deep within her fuckhole. The woman was going off like a machine gun, peak after peak ripping through her violently. Cuntjuice sprayed out in creamy spurts. The final spasm hit her and the woman cried out in pure carnal ecstasy. She slumped back along the couch, her eyes fluttering.

Her hands continued to move in her crotch as she made sure she had worked off every spasm and milked off every drop. A dreamy smile turned up her lips. She settled back comfortably, her legs spread apart and her cunt awash with the fluids of her climax. Wisps of vapor drifted from her creamy cunt.

Catherine had almost fainted in the aftermath of her dynamic coming. She sighed happily, eyes closed. She drew her hands away from her satisfied pussy. And, with those hands removed, and her legs spread apart, the woman's cunt was fully exposed -- and available! How could Rex resist?

CHAPTER TWO

The black Alsatian moved closer, standing stiff-legged around his jutting prick. The naked red slab of his cockhead was flaring out from the hairy stalk, fiery hot and throbbing. His pisshole gaped open and a frothy drop of preliminary fuckjuice bubbled from the cleft, running like quicksilver down his dark meat. The dog pushed his head out, his nostrils flaring. His long, wet tongue slid out and he lapped at the inside of his mistress' cum-drenched thigh. As the tangy fuckjuice ran onto his tastebuds, the dog whined.

Catherine was only semi-conscious, her mind hazy following her violent coming. She felt the dog's tongue against her leg but had no idea what it was. She thought that slippery stroke was caused by her own cuntjuice sliding down her thigh.

Rex lapped at her leg again, then shoved his snout up into her soaking crotch. His nimble tongue slurped at her creamy pussy slot, running up through her open cuntlips and flicking across her clit.

Catherine's eyelids fluttered. She frowned slightly, not with displeasure but in bewilderment. Was she dreaming? What was that lovely sensation in her crotch? It felt just as if a hot, wet tongue was licking her pussy, she thought. But that couldn't be, since she was alone in the cabin. It was confusing.

The woman was curious and knew that she should open her eyes and investigate, yet she didn't want to cause that delightful sensation to stop. She stirred and sighed, shifting her pelvis slightly.

Rex raised his head, eyeing the woman doubtfully. Then, seeing that she was not objecting, the dog lowered his black muzzle again and began to lap at her creamy pussy with gusto. His tongue delved into her soaking slot and slurped at her slot. Cuntjuice sprayed up into her blonde pubic thatch as his tongue flipped up across her love bud. Streaks of pussy juice ran over the red meat of his long lapper, the taste and the fragrance driving the doggy wild.

He slurped doggedly. His tongue curled up. Cuntjuice pooled in the center and dripped from the edges. He pushed his cold black nose right into Catherine's cunthole.

Catherine gave a little gasp. If this was a dream, it was sure as hell a realistic one! And a delightful one, as well, with all the pleasant promise of being a wet dream, too.

Despite her recent coming, Catherine's insatiable cunt began to heat up again. She shuddered. What the fuck was going on down there in her crotch? Still reluctant to break the magic spell, Catherine ground her ass and hips slowly about. Her lithe legs rippled and closed, and she frowned again when she discovered that those sleek legs had clamped around something hard and hairy. She opened them and closed them again. Now she was wide awake and, knowing it wasn't a dream, heard a moist slurping sound combined with the juicy squishing sounds that her cunt seemed to be making. Little darts of sensation shot through her loins.

Catherine opened her eyes and stared down the incline of her body and gave a gasp when she saw that the dog was standing between her legs, lapping merrily away at her cunt.

The woman was shocked. She had never even dreamed of letting an animal tongue her pussy, and she cried out in dismay. Rex raised his head, his wet tongue lolling out. Catherine could see the cuntjuice dripping from the red tongue, mixed with his doggy slobber.

"You naughty doggy!" she cried.

Rex looked puzzled, tilting his head to one side and flinching away. He could tell from the tone of her voice that he had misbehaved, but he had no idea what he had done wrong. His bestial senses told him that the woman's hot cunt was welcoming his attention.

Catherine sat up and clamped her thighs firmly together. She reached down and pushed the Alsatian's head away.

"Stop that, you bad dog!" she snapped.

Rex yelped in confusion. Catherine stared at him in amazement. But she was more amazed by her own reactions than by the dog's actions. His tongue had felt so good! Why, if she hadn't stopped him in time, she might well have creamed on that doggy tongue! The very idea of such depravity caused her to flush with shame.

She looked down at her crotch, seeing that her hairy pussy was frothy with doggy slobber. Then she looked at his lolling tongue again, seeing the silvery streaks of cuntjuice that trickled down the wet red tongue. Rex whimpered, his nostrils flaring. Her gaze moved lower and Catherine whimpered, like a dog herself, when she saw the dumb brute's massive hard-on. The sight fascinated her. Catherine adored prick and gazing at that doggy whopper cock thrilled her to the core, filling her with unholy desire.

The Alsatian's prickshaft was long and thick sprouting out of his swollen scumbags like a bludgeon, and the head of his cock was a throbbing wedge of fiery-red meat. A glob of doggy jism glistened on the tip, squeezing from his parted piss hole.

"Holy shit," Catherine whispered, huskily.

Rex barked with hopeful enthusiasm, his head bobbing up and down and his dark flanks trembling.

Catherine's pussy was heating up again, her lust inspired by the caress of the beast's tongue and magnified by the very fact that it had been a bestial caress that had inspired her emotions. It was wicked to let a dog lap her pussy, she knew. It was depraved and degenerate. And yet despite that -- or because of it -- the idea was so thrilling that the horny woman began to shudder.

Should she let the dog lick her off?

Oh, no! I mustn't! she told herself. And yet the hot, wet sensation caused by his nimble cuntlapper still lingered in her steaming cunt and her conscience was struggling with her desire. Maybe it wasn't so really wicked, she thought. Maybe it was just kind of naughty. It was just his tongue, after all. She had often let the friendly dog lap her hands and face. Was it so much different if she let him lap between her legs? It wasn't as if she would be getting fucked by a dog, she reasoned. Getting a little hot tongue wasn't so terribly depraved, after all.

As the woman considered these things, amazing herself by the fact that she was considering them seriously, her cunt rippled and the pink pussy lips parted wide. A gush of creamy fuck juice flooded into her open pussy slot, and her clit began to vibrate.

Slowly, Catherine smiled.

Her inhibitions melted away in the intense heat of her desire, and her mind reeled with lashings of lust. She let her thighs move apart again, lifting one knee slightly and exposing her groin. Rex eyed her uncertainly, sensing that her mood had shifted but not sure what was being demanded of him.

The blonde woman reached down and spread her cuntlips open even wider with her fingertips, revealing the dark inner folds, streaked with ribbons of frothy fuckjuice.

"You want some pussy, you naughty doggy?" she whispered, her voice quavering and husky. "Hummm? Does the hungry doggy want to lap up some hot cuntjuice?"

Rex gave a yelp. He moved a step closer and hesitated, nervous and uncertain because of her previous recriminations. But the woman's voice was no longer harsh, and her delicious cunt was even hotter and more fragrant than before!

"C'mon, boy -- hot pussy! Lap it up!" she urged.

Rex moved closer, turning his head from side to side. His stiff prick was hammering wildly under his belly. His cock was so long that the naked slab of his cockmeat almost reached to his burly chest.

Catherine slid down so that her ass was perched on the very edge of the couch. Her thighs were parted wide and she was holding her cuntlips spread open for the animal. The dog's tongue lashed out, and Catherine wailed as the moist red meat hit her clit. Rex looked up at her face inquisitively. Then, realizing that he was being a good doggy, now, he began to lap her cunt with relish.

"Yeah -- yeah -- yeah..." Catherine moaned, trembling violently, thrilled to the core by the beast's big, wet tongue. His cold nose slid against her smoldering clit and she gasped. His tongue traced along the folds of her cuntlips, then slammed right up inside her fuckhole, probing far deeper than any man's tongue had ever gone. Catherine wailed with the pure joy of it. The Alsatian's tongue felt as big and long as a prick. She was getting fucked by his tongue. He fucked his tongue in and out, and her cunt clung to the slippery lapper, pulling and dragging and sucking. She grasped his big head between her open hands, holding his muzzle against her pussy as she jerked against him.

His tongue slurped and her cunt flooded. Each time her open pussy slot filled up with fuck cream, the hungry doggy lapped it up. His slobber ran into her pussy hole. Then more cuntjuice poured out, blending with the doggy saliva. Her whole crotch was flooded.

Whining and whimpering, Rex slapped his hot tongue into her pussy slit and up her cunt tunnel. Her cuntjuice was driving him wild. He gulped the sweet slime down by the mouthful.

Catherine lifted her trim ass higher. Rex's tongue long-stroked, rippling into the crack of her ass and gliding on up through her soaking slot, then flipping into her cunt bush. His muzzle was streaked with her fuck cream and the stuff dripped from his jowls. His cock was thundering and his balls were ballooning, but the obedient doggy ignored his own needs as he savored his mistress' succulent pussy. His head went up and down like a rocking horse as he ran his tongue through her loins from asshole to pussy mound.

Catherine clamped her thighs around his shoulders, hooking her knees over his powerful body. Her leg muscles tightened and relaxed. Then she threw her legs wide open again, giving his busy head free rein as the dog slurped happily away.

Cuntjuice poured down her crotch. Rex's head ducked down, and he lapped the sweet stuff up out of the crack of her ass, then dipped into her fuckhole again. She jammed her loins down, fucking herself silly on his tongue. He was licking the inside walls and folds of her fuck slot, lapping the cuntjuice out of her from within. She could feel his tongue flare and expand inside her cunthole, then slide back out and run full length over her flaming clit.

The waves of ecstasy began to rush through her. As she neared the crest, the overflow from her pussy became hotter and thicker and even more delicious and aromatic, driving the hungry doggy mad. His tongue whipped into her slot, and Catherine jerked and squirmed under that steaming caress.

Her cunt began to melt. Catherine cried out joyfully as her orgasm peaked.

The cum cream poured out of her in thick streams, and the cunt-hungry Alsatian slurped it up, yelping and whining at the feast. Catherine moaned and sank back along the couch, stunned. The dog continued to slap his tongue into her pussy, gathering up the last delicious drops and filling her fuckhole with his slobber.

"That's enough, boy," she panted.

For now, she thought -- because Catherine knew damned well that now that she had discovered the joy of a dog's hot tongue, this wouldn't be the last time she fed Rex out of her creamy pussy.

She was already looking forward to getting lapped off again, as soon as she felt horny once more.

But Rex was hornier than ever now.

CHAPTER THREE

Rex had turned halfway to the side now, his neck arched as he gazed at Catherine. In that position, his prick was in profile. The well-satisfied blonde was smiling with happy contentment but, when she got a look at the Alsatian's meatrack, her smile faded away into an expression of trembling awe.

The dog's long, fat prick was taut and humming like a tuning fork and hard. The bloated slab of his naked red cockhead was pulsing in and out like an inhaling lung, and frothy drops of preliminary jism slathered the tip and dripped off. A trickle had run down onto his hairy prick, matting the shaggy sheath. The cum glistened a milky white on the jet black stalk. His scumbags were like over-inflated balloons, bulging between his hindlegs. His was an impressive hunk of cockmeat -- and Catherine was certainly impressed!

Rex whined and his haunches rippled in a humping motion as he stabbed his prick out under him. There was a hopeful and expectant look in his amber eyes. His tongue, still hanging out from the side of his white-fanged jowl and dripping with cuntjuice, was evidence of the fact that he had done his mistress a great service -- and that he deserved a reward for being such a good doggy.

Catherine's eyes were glued on the dog's cock and balls, fascinated. It was her fault that the dog had such a lovely big hard-on, she knew, and she felt that she was obliged to relieve the faithful dog. She knew that it must be agony for a doggy to have such a stiff prick and such swollen scumbags, with no place to empty them. Not having hands, a doggy couldn't jerk himself off, of course -- but Catherine had hands, and those hands were tingling for a touch of dog meat. She was rationalizing again, as she had when she had decided to let the dog lap her pussy, reasoning that she owed him a come and, also, that it would be a good idea to get his cock emptied and soft before her husband or her son came home. She would never do anything really naughty, like fucking or sucking with a dog, she told herself, but just giving the poor dumb brute a handjob was only a little naughty, more a fact of being kind to animals than being depraved. And, she couldn't deny it, Catherine was getting turned on by the sight of that massive cock and those bloated balls. She knew it would be tremendously exciting to have that thick stalk throbbing in her stroking fist and to see all the thick, white jism spurt out from his pisshole when he shot his wad. She got up from the couch and moved to the window.

Rex whimpered with frustration as she moved away from him. But Catherine was looking out to make sure that neither Carson nor Tommy was approaching the cabin. Seeing no sign of either of them, she smiled. She had made up her mind to pump the dog's prick until he creamed and fiery waves of depraved lust ran through her at the prospect.

Catherine moved back from the window and knelt down beside the whimpering Alsatian. He stood sideways to her, stiff-legged, his head turned toward her and his enormous cock thundering like a jack-hammer under his brawny body. Catherine gazed at his prick for a few moments, savoring the anticipation of caressing his hard, hot cockmeat. She slipped her dressing gown from her shoulders, feeling the frilly garment flutter to the floor. She knew, from the huge expansion of Rex's scumbags, that he was going to squirt an awful lot of fuckjuice when he came, and she didn't want to get doggy spunk all over her dressing gown. Besides, the wanton woman liked the idea of being naked while she beat the brute's meat.

Rex yelped and his haunches rippled.

Catherine reached under him with one hand, palm upward. She cupped his swollen balls, lifting them slightly, as if judging the weight of the load they contained. The dog went still as he felt her hand on his scumbags. Catherine squeezed them gently, feeling his hard balls jiggle inside the hairy sacs. He was so full of spunk that she thought she could hear the hot stuff sloshing around inside his balls as she fondled them.

Her hand slid up and stroked against the underside of his hairy cockshaft, rubbing her palm along the length of that rock-hard, pulsating prick. She touched the naked meat of his cock-knob and drew her hand back, as if she had touched a hot poker. That slick red slab was glowing almost like an incandescent lightbulb.

Rex was whimpering and whining, rumbling in his throat, yelping with joy. She ran her open hand up and down his cock again, from head to balls, feeling the thick vein throbbing. Rex humped, driving his cock through her hand. Catherine fingered the sensitive spot where his swollen crown loomed out from the shaggy sheath. That huge wedge of hot meat pulsed, ballooning. More spunk oozed from his cleft and circled sluggishly down the slope of his cockhead, all frothy and white against the dark-red meat. A glob of slime ran onto her hand, in the web between her thumb and forefinger. The stuff was blistering hot. What a fucking thrill it would be when that horny beast blew his balls, the woman thought, trembling with expectation. She folded her hand around the root of his cockshaft and skimmed up and down, lightly at first, merely brushing against him, then tightening her grip and starting to frig him energetically. His prick hammered in her grip and Rex began to hump, fucking his prick through her stroking fist. As her hand pushed back toward his balls, the doggy slid his prick out with a jerking movement. His hairy sheath was drawn back, skinning his crown and causing that meaty hunk of cockhead to flare and throb.

More creamy cum seeped from his pisshole, and Catherine ran her fingers over his slippery cock-knob, rubbing the dog's fuckjuice into his heated meat. She cupped his balls with her free hand, caressing them, as she pumped away steadily on his prick.

His cock seemed to be getting bigger with every stroke, and his balls were heavy in her hand. The cock-crazed blonde leaned closer, gazing in fascination at the Alsatian's cockhead, loving the way his quicksilvery slime foamed on the angry red slab. She curled onto her side, moving partially under the humping brute. As he fucked his prick through her hand, the bloated cock-knob loomed up in front of Catherine's radiant face. Her eyes crossed as she turned her bifocal vision upon that throbbing cockhead.

Rex's bushy tail switched behind his ass like a rudder as he humped jerkily through Catherine's fist. His flanks heaved as the doggy panted heavily. Catherine knew that it wouldn't be long before he shot his bolt -- and she knew too, that if she didn't get her head out from under him, he was going to spurt that creamy load of fuckjuice right into her fucking face!

The thought thrilled her. Her tongue slid across her sensual lower lip and her mouth parted slightly. Catherine was abandoned to unholy passion now, all of her inhibitions gone. She wanted the doggy to shoot in her face and on her tits, longed to feel his steaming hot slime hose her all over.

"Come, Rex -- squirt your jism out," she rasped, jerking back hard on his hairy cock and making his naked prick-knob flare out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. His thick, non-lethal venom, oozed steadily from his open pisshole, slathering his cock-knob and causing Catherine to tremble in anticipation of his load. She leaned even closer, her long blonde hair cascading and her blue eyes glowing like smoldering cobalt.

Despite the lovely climax she had just had on the Alsatian's nimble tongue, Catherine's cunt was beginning to steam all over again, inspired by that throbbing handful of cockmeat she was steadily pumping toward a creamy conclusion.

Her mouth was watering, too. The sight of the dog's pounding prick was causing Catherine to drool. Her tongue felt as hot as her clit and her saliva flowed like cuntjuice. Catherine had always loved to suck cocks and swallow cum. Although she had never sucked a dog's cock, Rex's meat looked so fucking delicious that the horny woman was slobbering.

Should I take his prick into my mouth? She wondered, a dark and depraved thrill rushing through her at the thought. Jerking a doggy off was one thing, she knew. She was just being kind to a dumb animal by giving him relief. But blowing a dog was quite a different matter. She was hungry for his succulent-looking cockmeat and tasty-looking fuckjuice, but she hesitated, fearing that later, after she had cooled off, she would suffer terrible self-recriminations for having done such a wicked thing. Yet even as she hesitated, her lips parted wider and her tongue slid sensually back and forth. A trickle of saliva drooled down her chin.

Oh, fuck -- should I suck his cock? She wondered.

But then it was too late. Rex howled like a wolf and his haunches heaved violently, driving his cock through her pumping fist like a torpedo. She felt his balls explode in her left hand and felt his cockshaft expand in her fist. She saw his pisshole open wide, staring right down his cock as if looking into the barrel of a gun. The dog's fuckjuice rushed up his stalk and came spurting out of his cockhead in a creamy white cloud.

"Oh!" Catherine gasped.

The brute's first thick spurt splattered directly onto the blonde woman's parted lips. She pumped him again, pushing her tongue out, and his second slimy dose skimmed over her tastebuds. Catherine wailed with joy as the musky flavor of that steaming dog cum registered on her tongue. He shot a third time, the foaming spunk hosing past her lips and hitting the back of her throat. Catherine's mouth was wide open now and her tongue was thrust out as far as it would reach as she frigged away on the dog's prick, milking him off into her mouth and her cheeks and it shot into her golden hair and dripped from her chin. A squirt fell onto her thrusting tits, hot as melted lead. Cum seeped into her cleavage and coated her stiff nipples with milky residue. She held his cock levered down for a moment, pumping more cum onto her tits, then angled his prick up toward her face again and took a thick wad onto her tongue.

Rex, growling and howling, humped away vigorously as he drained his scumbags and emptied his cock.

His last spurt shot into her face, followed by a slimy trickle that slid down his cock-knob. The doggy stopped humping and stood rigid, his flanks heaving. Catherine continued to jerk his prick up and down to make sure that she had milked out every sweet drop of his doggy fuckjuice. A look of awe came over her cumsmeared face. She had jacked off a lot of men in her lifetime, but no man had ever shot out such a great amount of spunk. Catherine was amazed at how much jism the Alsatian's big balls had held. She leaned back slightly, still holding his prick in her hand. That fat cock rippled. His prick was softening slightly and starting to droop.

Rex seemed to be smiling, his tongue lolling out and his black lips curled away from his fangs. Catherine smiled, too. She had dog cum on her tongue and lips! She had swallowed some of the steaming hot delicious stuff! The woman had expected to be filled with self disgust after she had done such a naughty thing, but now she felt no shame, no remorse, no regrets. Naughty, it might be -- but what a fucking thrill it had been!

She leaned back, licking her lips. She tilted her head back and let a trickle of doggy cream run slowly down her gullet. The stuff was hotter and thicker and more musky than human cum, she thought -- and it was yummy! She swallowed what was left in her mouth. The flavor still tingled on her tongue. Catherine was seething with lust, inspired by the naughty thing she had done, the dark knowledge as exciting as the act itself had been.

She cupped her fat fits in both hands and lifted them, dropping her face and sticking her tongue out. She lapped the doggy slime off her tits and sucked it from her taut titty tips, letting the spunk run around on her tastebuds for a moment, then swallowing it down. It warmed her belly.

Rex had taken a step back. His prick was still semi-hard, the fat cock-knob bobbing up and down. That red meat was slathered with cum. The spunk looked so delicious that Catherine whimpered hungrily at the sight.

She had already swallowed dog cum, she reasoned. It wouldn't be any naughtier to drink a little bit more -- right off that slab of savory-looking cockmeat! It wasn't as if she was going to suck the doggy off, she told herself. Cum drinking had already been done and drinking a little more wouldn't compound her sins, right? Catherine was very good at that rationalization stuff.

She squirmed closer to Rex and pushed her tongue out. She took a tentative lick at the tip of his soaking cock-knob. His cockmeat was as delicious as his cum! She began to lave his cockhead all over, slurping the jism from that slab. Her throat pulsed delicately as she swallowed. Driven half crazy by her lust, Catherine kissed the tip of the Alsatian's big prick, then let her lips part and slowly fed his cockhead into her mouth. She nursed and sucked adoringly on that rubbery mouthful, sucking the slime from his meat and swallowing the stuff with pure relish.

She drew back and gazed at his cock. She had polished his prick-knob to a glistening luster. Her frothy saliva had replaced the jism she had sucked from his prick.

The dog's cock twitched, jolting up.

Catherine decided to enjoy one more taste. She slipped the collar of her lips over his cock-knob and nursed on the succulent slab. As she did so, that mighty hunk of cockmeat began to well up and get rock-hard inside her mouth.

Rex was obviously a potent doggy.

Making him come had been such a thrill that Catherine was eager to do it again. Since she had already swallowed dog cum and had dog cock in her mouth, the randy woman saw no reason why she shouldn't combine the two and suck him off.

It wasn't really bad, like fucking him, she told herself.

Yes, Catherine was real good at rationalizing.

"Wait a minute, boy," she whispered. She jumped up and moved to the window again, to make sure that no one was in sight. It would be embarrassing, to say the least, to have her husband or her son walk in and catch her blowing the dog. She looked out and saw no one. She smiled and licked her lips. She moved back toward the dog. Rex cocked his head and waited, not sure what was going to happen to him next but knowing it was going to be fun.

Catherine knelt down beside the big black brute again, her face a mask of desire. Her cunt was like a flaming ember between her legs and her mouth was drooling for another taste of dog prick. She sure hoped that no one came home and interrupted her before she got that delicious cock and balls milked off and that succulent jism swallowed. She hoped that she had time for a long, leisurely feast of meat, followed by the creamy dessert served out of his scumbags.

She was going to have time.

Her husband was stealthily stalking the elusive white stag, miles away in the forest and her teenaged son was busily occupied in beating his meat down by the stream.

CHAPTER FOUR

Tommy had gotten turned on by, of all things, a catfish. The boy had been walking along beside the slow running stream behind the cabin, bored and restless and wishing he was back in town so he could call his girlfriend and, if he was lucky, get her to give him a handjob. He and Vicky had been doing a lot of necking and petting in the last few months and, although she wouldn't suck or fuck, the girl was usually willing to jerk him off while he played with her tits. She seemed to enjoy pumping the spunk out of his potent balls and often creamed her panties, without touching her cunt, when she saw the jism spurt out of his cockhead. She always leaned right over his lap while she frigged his meat, staring with great concentration at his cock and balls. When he shot his fuckjuice, she didn't even mind if the steaming hot slime splashed right in her face, either. But, unfortunately, she wouldn't take his cock into her mouth. She wouldn't even give it a lick. And after she'd emptied his balls and some of his jism was on her lips, instead of licking it up she always delicately mopped the stuff away with her handkerchief.

It was nice to get jacked off, of course, but it was frustrating, too, to have his stiff cock so close to the girl's sweet mouth and not have it tongued or sucked. Tommy had often put a hand behind her head and pushed her face down onto his prick, but she always kept her lips closed and turned her head so that instead of nudging her mouth his cock slid along her cheek. Naturally, being unsucked, the horny teenager thought a great deal about blowjobs and that was why the catfish turned him on.

The fish had been drifting just below the surface of the stream and its big oval mouth had been open and pulsing the way catfish mouths tend to do. Watching that O-shaped slot pumping away, Tommy had found that his cock was getting stiff and his balls were filling up very nicely. He wondered what it would be like to get sucked off by a fish. It wasn't a very erotic fantasy but still that pulsing mouth looked kind of inviting.

Tommy opened his fly and reached in to haul his cock and balls out. He had a big prick sprouting out above a set of hairy, swollen scumbags. His cockhead was a dark purple slab, shaped like a mushroom, and dark veins seamed the underside of his cockstalk, pulsing and throbbing. Tommy gazed at his cock and tried to pretend that the prickhead was clamped in his girlfriend's lips. His cock-knob flared and his pisshole parted. A few drops of slime bubbled out, frothy and milky on the purple meat. Tommy felt his balls, squeezing gently, then folded his hand around the root of his cock. He began to frig himself up and down, slowly, his fist skimming over the thick shaft. When he pumped back toward his balls, his cockhead flared out wide, throbbing. Jerking his own prick didn't feel nearly as good as having Vicky jerk it for him, certainly, but it was better than nothing. He tightened his grip, pumping faster.

He pumped down and gasped as he felt his scumbags explode. The thick sap shot up his stalk and came spurting out of his cockhead in a creamy wad. The first burst arched out over the stream, glinting like a silvery spaceship in the sunlight. The slimy nuggets hit the water and the catfish greedily gobbled the stuff up. Tommy hoped it was a female catfish. He shot a load straight up in the air, the cum rising higher than his head and hanging suspended for a moment, then falling back to splatter at his feet as he stroked another dose out of his cock and balls, frigging with vigor and gusto. He beat his meat furiously, draining his balls to the dregs.

Panting, legs trembling and shaking, the boy slowed his strokes, then stopped. His big prick curled out of his fist in a heavy loop, bowed but not gone limp. Tommy regarded it, wondering whether he should whack off again. But the immediate pressure was off now, his balls were depleted, and he knew that it would take longer to come a second time.

The boy decided to return to the cabin where, in the privacy of his own room, he could stretch out on the bed and enjoy a long, leisurely hand-job in comfort. He tucked his semi-hard prick back into his pants and zippered up his fly over the prominent bulge. He headed back towards the cabin, thinking of blowjobs as he went.

That was a coincidence, because a blowjob was in process at that very moment, in the cabin.

***

Catherine curled onto her flank, one knee raised up and her thighs parted. Her pussy was flowing like a swampy river through her crotch, her clit standing out and throbbing. She squirmed under the Alsatian. Rex stood with his long prick, his flanks quivering, sensing that he was in for a treat as his mistress prepared to give her hungry mouth a tasty doggy yummy.

She folded her fist around the hairy root of his prick, pulling back so that his angry red cockhead came flaring out from the sheath, hot and slick and wet with her saliva. Catherine purred in happy expectation. She pushed her tongue out and began to lap gently at the naked dogmeat. The musky flavor tingled on her tastebuds, whetting her appetite. The doggy stared down at her in canine wonderment. Being a dog, he didn't understand what a blowjob was. Even French poodles didn't give head. But, although blowjobs were a mystery to him, the Alsatian whimpered with the joy of having his cockhead licked.

His scumbags began to fill up with a renewed charge of cum. Catherine slid down, letting his hairy prickstalk brush along her cheek, and began to lick and kiss the dog's balls. Then she tongued back up his cock, lapping at the hairy sheath, loving the way the thick vein pulsed on her tongue. She flutter-kissed the underside of his swollen red cockhead, sliding her tongue around, savoring the taste of his prick and getting hungrier by the second for his jism. Her saliva glistened on his cock-knob and matted his hairy stalk. She tilted her head and pushed her nimble tongue right up into the dog's open pisshole.

Rex yelped and humped, heaving his cock into her face. Catherine kissed the tip and flashed her tongue all over the swollen slab. A single droplet of slime oozed from the cleft. The horny cum drinker moaned at the sight and gathered the nugget of fuckjuice onto her tongue, savoring the taste and the texture before swallowing. Her lips parted wider and she took the tip of his prick into her mouth. Rex humped, fucking his cock deeper into her hot, wet maw. Catherine's lips clamped around him, collaring his thick, hairy prick behind the knob and nursing hungrily on that meaty mouthful.

She held his cock by the root but didn't frig up and down. She didn't want to jerk him off while she sucked him, knowing he would come faster under the double caress and wanting to make this, her first dog suck, last as long as possible.

Rex humped again, fucking into her mouth just as if her mouth were a cunt.

Her blonde head tilted back as his doggy prick slid in, his cock filling her willing mouth. His naked cockhead nudged into the entrance to her throat and his hard, fat prickstalk wedged through her pursed lips. She knew she was liable to wind up with hair stuck between her teeth, but that was a small price to pay for this delicious feast. As Rex humped, his balls swung in and out like the clappers of a fleshy bell. The swollen bags slapped against Catherine's chin as the brute fucked deep into her mouth.

"Unghhhhh," she gagged, as the smoking hot wedge of his cockhead clogged her gullet. She held him there for a moment, then slowly drew her lips back up his prick, sucking ravenously through every precious inch. With only his cockhead in her mouth, at the top of the stroke, she nursed, her lips unpeeling behind the slab and her tongue sliding around against the underside.

"Ummmm," she purred, mouthing his cock with relish.

Rex humped again. Catherine tilted her head, taking his prick-knob into her cheek this time. She twisted her lips around his cock winding her mouth onto his prick like a nut onto a bolt. She ducked down, swallowing him balls deep, adoring this mouthful of doggy meat. She knew it was naughty to suck a dog's cock, but that knowledge only made the act more thrilling. She gurgled and purred, moaned and sighed, having gone suck-crazy on that succulent gash.

Rex fucked his cock into her mouth, heaving and panting, fucking her in the head with urgent strokes. Her face was radiant with joy. His cock pulled out, soaking with her slobber, then fucked back in, tilting her head back and filling her mouth to the brim. She pulled her hand away from his cockroot and let him plunge even deeper, taking all of his long cock back into her throat. He pulled back out, and she mouthed his cockhead ravenously. Her lips pumped just like the catfish that had inspired her son, although Catherine knew nothing about that, nor did she know that Tommy was very shortly going to be a hell of a lot more inspired than any fish could make him.

She was speaking for her own benefit, inspiring her desire by her wanton words. The dog needed no such stimulation. Her magic mouth was doing the job on him.

As the dog fucked in, Catherine bobbed her head down to meet him and engulf him. As he pulled back out, her lips were dragged almost inside out as she sucked with enthusiasm. Her tongue flashed against his prickshaft and cock-knob. She gurgled and gulped, licked, nibbled and sucked, gorging herself on that sweet cockmeat. She was sucking so hard that she seemed to be trying to inhale the dog's prick right down into her lungs.

Rex humped away frantically, stepping the pace up as thrills built in his loins. His tail swirled behind him like a propeller and his spine twisted into an S-shape as he jerked his cock deeply into the woman's voracious mouth.

His pisshole was weeping steadily now as the preliminary scum began to flow freely. Hot slime seeped onto Catherine's flashing tongue and slid into her cheeks and moistened her tonsils. She gulped a few tasty drops down her gullet, and more oozed from his slick cock-knob. The dog's cum was more delicious now, sucked right out of his prick head, than when she'd jerked him off into her mouth. The scum-drinking blonde was going wild with the delight of swallowing. She gurgled on his fuckstick, slobbering and whimpering. Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked enthusiastically, then expanded like a chipmunk with a pouch full of nuts as she blew her hot breath down his stiff stalk. Rex yelped and whined as he poured the prick to her head with bestial energy. His hairy cockshaft hissed into her wet mouth like a white-hot poker into a blacksmith's tub.

"Come," she rasped, begging for his joy-juice, as his massive cock jerked out of her mouth.

Then she gulped as the big prick plunged into her throat again. Her head bobbed up and down as she gorged herself on dogmeat. Her blue eyes were glazed by passion, her face radiant with pleasure. Cum kept dribbling onto her tongue, and Catherine kept milking merrily away, wanting more of the succulent slime, yearning to swallow the full load out of the Alsatian's huge balls. Those cum-laden bags were swinging in and out, bumping under her chin as the dog fed the full length of his prick into her head. His cock was swelling up more with every stroke. The naked crown was massive now, filling her mouth, expanded so wide that it was pushing into both of her cheeks at the same time, as he fucked back to her gullet. Her lips were wide open in an oval. When the dog pulled out, his flaring cockhead lodged fast behind her teeth. Catherine didn't think that she would be able to spit that mouthful out now, even if she wanted to -- although that was the last thing she wanted. She knew that she was going to have to empty the dog's cock and balls before she would be able to disengage.

Her lips dragged and pulled and her tongue slid around on the Alsatian's smoking hot cockhead and shaggy prickshaft as the horny blonde gave skillful head to the dumb brute. Lashings of jism ran around in her mouth. The dog's initial seepage, even before he unloaded his wad, was as abundant as the average man's ejaculation.

Rex fucked the prick to her faster and harder, howling and yelping with the rising thrills. Catherine slammed her head down to meet his desperate lunges, letting him grind balls deep into her maw. She felt his prick give a tremendous jolt.

Suddenly her mouth was full of doggy cum.

The beast's first spurt came so hot and heavy that she didn't feel it squirt out of his prickknob. It was just suddenly there, a great swamp tide of jism filling her mouth. Slime swirled in her cheeks. Her tongue was floating in the thick stuff.

Catherine swallowed, gulping that precious mouthful down, making room for more -- and Rex fed her more. A creamy river skimmed over her flashing tongue. A juicy jolt hit her tonsils and another splashing against the arched roof of her mouth. Catherine wailed and gurgled in exquisite delight, lost to the ecstasy of drinking fuckjuice out of a horny dog's cock and balls.

She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.

Rex pumped the hot, thick stuff into her slime bucket of a mouth with savage jerks and bestial jolts. Catherine was gulping as fast as she could, but the brute's massive load was too much for her to swallow it all. Cum overflowed her lips and ran down from both corners of her mouth.

His humping became erratic as his scumbags drained. A last solid spurt burst straight down her gullet. Her belly was full of his sweet slime and still she sucked for more. She nursed on his cockhead, milking a few last trickles out. The dog's prick was beginning to soften slightly, but was still a lovely mouthful and Catherine slurped happily away on the fat, rubbery knob.

Rex humped again, feeding semi-hard cock into her head. Another hot trickle oozed from his pisshole. Catherine gulped it down hungrily. Then the doggy stood still, his flanks heaving as he panted. The woman continued to mouth his meat, nursing out every last drop of nourishing goodness. His cock rippled and tensed, fucking in and out, as if unable to decide whether to soften and shrink or to get rock-hard all over again. Catherine kept licking and sucking up and down the hairy cock from his prickknob to his balls. Those balls were collapsed and drained now, but she lapped at them and felt them stir and start to expand again.

The cum-loving woman was wondering if the doggy could come again and if she had time to suck him off again? She drew her lips off his meat and gazed fondly at that mighty slab and stalk that had provided her with such a feast. She kissed the tip, then sucked lovingly on the bloated cock-knob some more. His prick hardened and surged in her lips.

She guessed that Rex could come again.

But, by this time, Catherine was desperate to come again, herself. Her cunt was open and wet and steaming. She cupped her hand over her pussy, rubbing and squeezing. It seemed a shame to waste a cum on her own hand, when she had the dog's tongue available to satisfy her carnal needs.

She wondered if it would be physically possible to sixty-nine with the dog. Her mouth and her cunt were both hot. She took his prick into her lips again. Naturally with her cunt so hot, the horny woman wondered what that massive hunk of dog cock would feel like plunging up her fuckhole.

Ooooh -- do I dare let him fuck me? She wondered. Well, I already sucked him off -- I guess that getting fucked ain't no more naughty than taking it in the mouth, huh?

She told herself there was no real harm in it, as long as no one ever found out what she had done. That was a big advantage in having a love affair with a dumb animal, she thought -- Rex was not about to kiss and tell!

Catherine smiled as she made up her mind to let the Alsatian throw a doggy fuck up her cunt. His prick was still in her mouth and her sensual lips curled up around the slimy cock-knob. She sucked some more, gently nursing his prick back to a full, iron-hard erection. She swallowed the last drops of jism lingering on her tongue. Then she pulled her mouth away and watched the dog's potent prick buck and hammer invitingly.

Her cunthole steamed and flowed in anticipation of being stuffed full of that load of meat. Rex gazed at Catherine's smiling, cum-drenched lips in doggy awe, perhaps marveling, in his dim canine fashion, to have discovered that a human mouth was interchangeable with a cunt.

And vice versa, as he was soon to learn.

Catherine was all set for a nice, long, energetic fuck.

But time was running out on them now -- young Tommy was bringing his hard-on home!

CHAPTER FIVE

Catherine eyed Rex speculatively, wondering about the logistics of fucking a dog. She figured that they could fuck doggy style easily enough, but she was wondering if they could make it face to face, as well? It would be fun to find out, she figured. And she was going to have plenty of time and lots of occasions to experiment, as well, because now that the horny blonde had made up her mind to do some dog fucking, she knew damned well that once would not be enough. She intended to fuck and suck with the big Alsatian with regularity. If her husband chose to leave her unfucked while he went running around looking for a fucking stag, it would damned well serve him right if his wife cheated on him with a dog! The naughtiness excited her. When Carson got back to the cabin, she would give him a juicy French kiss -- with the doggy cum on her tongue! Maybe she would ask him to eat her out -- with her cunt full of dog slime!

But first she had to get that cuntful.

Catherine decided that for her first-ever dog fuck, it was only right that they do it doggy style. She gave Rex's cockhead a last lick, then twisted away and positioned herself on all fours, her trim, heart-shaped ass towards the dog. She looked back over her shoulder, smiling invitingly.

Rex whined, finding his mistress in a position that was very familiar to him, a position dear to his doggy heart. He shuffled toward her ass, his prick swaying under him. Pushing his head out, he ran his tongue up the flowing slot of her groin, moistly lapping from her clit to asshole.

Catherine purred and ground her ass back against his muzzle as Rex lapped merrily away. She placed her open hands on the cheeks of her ass, spreading those firm ass globes apart, and the dog tongued her asshole. Doggy slobber trickled into her shit cute and streamed down into her crotch. His long, nimble tongue stabbed right up inside her shit tunnel, then slurped back down to work juicily on her lovebox. His licking felt so good that Catherine was tempted to let him carry on, to cream on his tongue again. But she wanted his prick even more. Her fuckhole felt hollow, needing to be stuffed to the brim with hard, hot cockmeat.

Rex whined, whipping his tongue into her crotch. His hairy haunches sank down and tensed as the powerful brute prepared to spring. His whole big body quivered and trembled. The aromatic scent of her pussy shot from his nose down to his loins and his huge cock began to vibrate and thunder. The slick red knob flared out, glistening with Catherine's saliva, red hot and rock-hard.

The dog yelped and bounded up, mounting the woman's ass. His forepaws clamped tightly around the handles of her hipbones and he clung to her, his haunches churning and his bushy tail lashing, mounted on her ass like a gargoyle on a flying buttress. His weight pushed her ass down under him. Rex humped, but missed the target in his impatience. His fat red cockhead rebounded from the back of her thigh. He heaved in again, and his prick slid up the crack of her ass. Catherine grinned, thinking that it might be fun to let the Alsatian bugger her up the shit hole sometime -- but not right now. Her pussy was steaming for prick, and her asshole would just have to wait its turn.

She reached back between her thighs and folded her fist around the hilt of the dog's hard cock. Rex whimpered and held steady, realizing that assistance was at hand. Catherine guided the tip of his cock into her crotch. She tilted her wrist up and down, running his cockhead up through her open cunt slot, using his prick like a meaty ladle to stir her creamy bowl.

His stalk throbbed in her hand and his cockhead flared mightily in her pussy slot, sliding between her open cuntlips. She brushed his prick-knob against her clit and moaned at the sensation. Rex was panting over her back, slobbering onto her ass, his whole body quivering in readiness. Catherine slowly fit his naked cock-knob into her pussy slot, then slid her hand down and cupped his scumbags.

With the tip of his prick embedded, Rex knew exactly what to do. He tensed, then humped, fucking every inch of his long, thick cock up Catherine's fuckhole.

"Oh!" she squealed, as she felt her cunt fill up with doggy cock for the first time ever -- and found that it was even more thrilling than she had expected.

The dog held the full penetration for a moment, thrilling at the pleasure of having his stiff prick buried in hot human cunt and letting Catherine enjoy the sensation of having her fuckhole stuffed to the brim with dog meat. His prick was massive and thundering inside her. She whimpered and gasped. His swollen cockhead felt like a lump of white hot iron, deep inside her belly, while his long stalk was levering at her cunthole like a crowbar. She twisted her ass and hips, winding her pussy hole around on his buried prick. She jerked back, fucking herself on an inch or two of prick. Then Rex howled and began to fuck her furiously.

He pulled out until only his cockhead was lodged in her slot, paused for a second, then fucked in balls-deep again. His scumbags swung in and out, and his hindlegs scrambled on the floorboards. Catherine met his strokes in counterpoint, jamming her ass back as the Alsatian thundered in and twisting from side to side as he withdrew. Her cuntwalls rippled and clamped onto him, molding her fuckhole around the huge contours of his massive prick. Her pussy muscles began to work, sucking on his cock as if the woman had a secret mouth deep inside her loins. She jerked and jolted under the brute as he fucked into her. Cuntjuice sprayed from her pussy slot as his fat, hairy-cock stuffed her to the gunwales. His balls slapped in, splattering pussy cream from her crotch. His huge prick was filling her, dragging her cunt almost inside out as he pulled back, then stuffing her cuntlips up inside her fuck tunnel as he fucked his prick to the root again.

Catherine felt as if she was being speared on his long cock. She had never been fucked so deep before. She half expected to feel his cockhead come sliding into her mouth from within, passing all the way through her body, spiking her like a pig roasting on a spi

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